It begins again. It's always the same. One minute you are feeling just fine, dealing with everyday activities. Maybe you're a little bit stressed. Maybe you aren't. You've never been able to figure out the "why" aspect of the equation.
No matter how it begins it's just a prelude to what you know will be the "main course." It floats at the back of your consciousness like the boogeyman in the closet. You know it's there. And you hope it won't burst forth until you have a chance to deal with it.
Call it whatever you want. It's a headache. Seems like such a small word compared to what it does. It can sneak up on you as we described above. Or, it can barrel down on you faster than a freight train and completely take you down in a heartbeat.
As the saying goes, it's "differ...